This article reminded me of my disillusionment of protest culture within UCSD. I’ve participated in numerous protests here, and while I genuinely believed in their causes and in the necessity for peaceful protest, I couldn’t help but feel that doing it in a school setting was even more depressing. I couldn’t help but feel that no matter how much we marched and chanted and no matter how many letters and manifestos we sent to administrators and higher-ups, they would never be fully ready and willing to listen to student voices. It’s disheartening, and partially the reason why I haven’t been to a single protest since fall quarter.
However, I’ve also realized that this mindset might be a tad pessimistic and too objective-driven. The ends are never completely tangible, at least never at the beginning. Protests are like earthquakes: the ripples rattle the foundations before the buildings are brought to rubble. Unless, of course, you chuck cars at the buildings first.